summersunfun
"What if I call you Anna, just until you remember?" he offered, his voice gentle, carrying an odd undercurrent of hope that I couldn't quite explain. There was something in the way he looked at me when he said it that made it difficult to refuse.
I let the name settle, turning it over quietly. Anna. It felt familiar, in a way I couldn't articulate, like something that had always belonged to me and was simply being returned. I offered a small, tentative smile and nodded. I could live with that. The smile he gave in return was blinding, and something inside me stirred in response, quiet and unnamed.
[Steve Rogers x fem!oc]
[The First Avenger - Avengers Endgame]
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